Sissifying and humiliating my submissive

I run my fingers through your hair, feeling the soft strands fall between my fingers. You look up at me with those big, doe eyes, waiting for my next command.

I can't help but smile at your eagerness to please me."You know what time it is, don't you, John?" I say, using your given name to remind you of the power dynamic between us.

You nod, your eyes glazing over as you slip into subspace. "Yes, Lucy," you say, your voice soft and submissive.

"It's time for me to become the woman you always wanted me to be." I stand up and walk over to the dresser, pulling out a black wig and a tube of red lipstick. I turn back to you and see you watching me with anticipation. I can't help but feel a thrill run through me as I think about what I'm about to do to you.

"Take off your clothes," I command, my voice firm and authoritative. You comply without hesitation, shedding your clothes until you're standing before me, completely naked and vulnerable.

I walk over to you, the wig and lipstick in hand. I can feel your heart pounding in your chest as I get closer. I reach up and place the wig on your head, adjusting it so it frames your face perfectly. I then take the lipstick and trace it over your lips, leaving a bold red stain behind.

"There," I say, stepping back to admire my work. "You look beautiful, John. But you'll always be a woman to me. And I only fuck alpha men. You're basically a woman in my eyes."

You hang your head, your shoulders slumped in defeat. I can see the disappointment in your eyes, but I don't let it sway me. I'm the dominatrix here, and you're the slave. It's my job to push your buttons and make you question your worth.

I walk over to the bed and pull out a g-string, holding it up for you to see. "Put this on," I say, tossing it to you. You catch it and slip it on, your cock bulging against the thin material.I walk over to you and run my fingers over the g-string, feeling your cock twitch beneath the fabric. "You're such a good little slut,"

I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "But you'll never be enough for me."

I reach down and grab your cock, giving it a firm squeeze. You gasp at the sudden pressure, your hips bucking forward in an attempt to get more. I chuckle and release you, stepping back to admire my handiwork.

"Beg for it," I command, my voice low and sultry. "Beg for me to fuck you like the little slut you are."

You drop to your knees, your eyes pleading with me. "Please, Lucy," you say, your voice trembling.

"Please fuck me. I need it. I need you."I smile and walk over to the bed, pulling out a strap-on and sliding it on. I turn back to you and see you watching me with wide eyes. I can see the desire in your gaze, the longing for me to take you and make you mine.I step forward and grab you by the hair, pulling you to your feet.

"Bend over," I command, pushing you towards the bed. You comply without hesitation, bending over and sticking your ass in the air.

I step forward and line up the strap-on with your asshole, pushing forward with a firm thrust. You gasp as I enter you, your body trembling with pleasure. I grab onto your hips and begin to fuck you with long, deep strokes. "You like that, don't you, slut?"

I say, my voice filled with mockery. "You like it when I fuck you like the little whore you are."

You moan and push back against me, taking me deeper inside of you. You begin to truely understand what it feels like to be a woman... as you can feel your cock twitching against the g-string... I reach down and grab your cock, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Cum for me, slut," I command, my voice filled with dominance. "Cum for me like the good little whore you are.

"You cry out and cum, your body shaking with pleasure. I continue to fuck you, drawing out your orgasm until you're left panting and spent. I pull out of you and remove the strap-on, tossing it aside.I turn to you and see you lying there, completely spent and satisfied. I can't help but feel a sense of pride and power as I look at you. I did this to you. I made you cum like the little slut you are.

"Clean yourself up," I command, my voice firm. You comply without hesitation, getting up and cleaning the cum off your body.As you finish, I turn to you and smile. "Good boy," I say, patting you on the head. "Now go to bed. You've earned it."You nod and slip into bed, your eyes already heavy with sleep. I watch you for a moment, a sense of satisfaction and power coursing through me. I did this to you. I turned you into a woman...